Lyrics

If you ain't talking money, then you can carry on ($hrames got the beat) (Aye) If you ain't talking money, then you can carry on (Carry on) I'm laid up in the loft drinking Dom Perignon (Dom Perignon) If I ain't with the fam, then I be on my own (I be on my own) Bad lil shorty tryna see just what I'm on (Just what I'm on) I go get the bacon, don't get scrambled with the toast (Aye) I'm gone feed the team, get the bread, bring a loaf (Bring a loaf) I'm married to the game, I jumped the broom, got eloped (Got eloped) Sacrificed my life for this shit I took an oath (I took an oath) What you know bout getting money and staying outta dodge (Outta dodge) What you know bout 20 P's stuffed in a garage (In a garage) What you know bout 2 girls wanting a manage (Aye) Niggas ain't getting no money for real, all they do is flodge (All they do is flodge) Please don't hit my line if we ain't talking bout the dough (Dough) She know I'm the real thing, that's why I took ya hoe (Hoe) Anywhere I go (Aye) I'm a open store (Store) You say you the plug well then take me to the grow (To the grow) Lying in your raps don't make me ring the alarm (Ding) You ain't never met the plug, never seen a farm (Never seen a farm) I just bagged a boujie bitch all off the charm (All off the charm) Rip Rara I got him tatted on my arm (Aye) I'm Jody Joe the playa it's like return of the mac (Return of the mac) Leave the house broke and I return with some stacks (Return with some stacks) If it ain't bout money, yea please don't hit my jack (Aye) I don't want that hoe I put that bitch on the track (Yea) Them boys move in circles that's why I call em dvds (Dvds) I been getting off mixing za with cbd (Cbd) My project bitch flood my house with ebt (Ebt) My college hoe brain honor roll A's and B's (Aye) I'm up early morning (Yea) talking to the birds (Aye) Bending all the corners tryna find out what's the word (Like what's the word) Chilling in the hood but I'm sleeping in the burbs (In the burbs) Still got some young wild niggas on curb (Eat) If you ain't talking money, then you can carry on (Carry on) I'm laid up in the loft drinking Dom Perignon (Dom Perignon) If I ain't with the fam, then I be on my own (I be on my own) Bad lil shorty tryna see just what I'm on (just what I'm on) I go get the bacon, don't get scrambled with the toast (Aye) I'm gone feed the team, get the bread, bring a loaf (Bring a loaf) I'm married to the game, I jumped the broom, got eloped (Got eloped) Sacrificed my life for this sh*t I took an oath (I took an oath)
Writer(s): Joseph Wilbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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